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About Rezekne

What else? Oh! In da Wild West, brothels sometimes doubled as hospitals—crazy, right? Girls nursin’ cowboys back to health, then back to… well, ya know. I’m chucklin’ thinkin’ ‘bout it, like, “Dat’s one helluva multitaskin’!” Kinda like me, liftin’ weights, eatin’ protein, and talkin’ radio—all at once! I’m Arnold, baby, I don’t stop! But serious, dese places, dey got soul, history, even if folks look down on ‘em. I’m like, “Let’s give ‘em respect, like a good cigar!”—dat’s my motto.

Welcome to Demians in Saldus

I finish my coffee and dash out. The weather’s all over the place. One minute it’s sunny, the next it’s raining cats and dogs. Typical Saldus, right? I’m sprinting down the street, dodging puddles like I’m in some kind of Olympic event. I get to the office, and it’s chaos. Papers everywhere, phones ringing. I’m like, “Can I get a break here?”

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